The landscape of the mind and mind control

Three important elements of mind control are: causing automatic responses to stimuli; loading the mind with false information; and propagandizing the idea that mental disorders are actual entities that exist in the mind.

I’ve written extensively about these three elements. They conspire to produce many false realities.

The brain is made of up of the same microparticles that constitute rocks and chairs. No matter how these particles are configured in the brain, they do not equip a person to understand words on a page, or any other type of communication. Nor do they lead to the ability to make free choices.

(This, by the way, is what the whole scandal at TED talks is all about. They’ve suppressed talks by Hancock and Sheldrake, who discuss consciousness apart from the brain.)

Even when we shift focus from brain to mind, there is the myth that mind has a particular landscape. It is a territory that can be mapped. This is false.

Let’s instead call mind consciousness, which is a better term, because it implies awareness, which is dynamic and alive.

Imagine, invent, and create: beyond analyzing, this is what consciousness does. It can do it offstage, so to speak, or with the knowledge of the person.

People are educated to believe that it takes special, inborn talent to imagine and create. That is one incredibly destructive teaching. It stunts natural development to the point where passivity becomes the order of the day—and of a life.

So we have a society where a small fraction of the population ever considers that being an artist is within their grasp.

Creating art is alchemical, in the sense that it takes feeling, thought, experience and transforms them into raw fuel for the fire.

In that very immediate sense, consciousness is no longer anything that could be called static and unchanging. It moves. It creates. And it transmutes experience.

Many myths of the past suggest there is a line, a threshold, which when crossed, changes perception forever and introduces the seeker to “great mysteries.” These stories more basically are describing a change from passivity to the creative life.

The “knight errant” on his journey comes to a point where he realizes that things as they are, are never going reveal secrets of the psyche, no matter how deeply he probes them. Instead, tapping into imagination and creating that which was never there before is the key.

That is the great change. That is the threshold that is crossed.

Mind control in all its forms is designed to prevent this insight. It turns out that the vast majority of such control is self-induced. Although outside influences are involved, finally it is the person himself who consigns himself to a repetitive future of passive acceptance of things as they are.

If we look around us, we see multiple ways in which the world is being manipulated by elites. This is one layer or one path in the maze. On another path, the individual is bottling up his own power by denying and rationalizing away his imagination and inventive force.

I am talking here about the difference between living a life that eventually dumps a person into a dead-end, and living a life in the open sky of imagination.

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

6 comments on “The landscape of the mind and mind control”

As a wholistic RN who has studied both wellness/preventative medicine & gerontology (the study of aging), this article reminds me also of the life choices one makes that, creatively or not, adds to or subtracts from a high quality of life & well-being. I was fortunate as a child growing up on a beautiful farm to be able to run barefoot through the woods, see wild animals close up & FEEL their energy without fear, climb trees, float down a creek on inner tubes, sleep in a clover field & watch the stars & planets show up at night, travel the world in books & IMAGINE!!! Frijof Capra who wrote THE TAO OF PHYSICS told me he thinks a lot of us “farm kids” (he was one also) had the best of growing up years for developing an open awareness as well as a healthy sense of wonderment. I wholeheartedly agree! 🙂 Now at 70 years old, I still have an innate curiosity, great health, & an aliveness that defies “age”. I see the world from many perspectives & remain positive despite the present day chaos…I still love to travel internationally & feel “at home” wherever I go. There’s so much still to discover & create! Thanks, Jon, for reminding us of the vast differences between the brain & consciousness. I so very much agree, as I also do with Sheldrake & Hancock. We are the ARTISTS of our lives!!!

I kind of have my own take on the mind/brain/consciousness dynamic. I would say, like you, that mind and brain are separate. But, I think of mind more as the nexus of our physical body and our spirit, or soul. It is the reality we construct for ourselves. It is our preconceptions and our beliefs, and the lens through which we interpret what we see around us.
Consciousness is our most immediate experience of reality. It arises when the reality of our mind interacts with the greater universal reality. It’s gives us the power to observe and meditate on the outside world, to alter our minds. It is also the vehicle of imagination and creativity, where we can perceive things not only as they are, but as they once were and how they could become. It is the source of our power, our ability to change the world!

How could anyone confuse the mind with the brain…
a propaganda/control agenda, for sure.

Merriam defs –

“Mind – the element of a person that enables them to be aware of the world and their experiences, to think and to feel; the faculty of consciousness and thought.”

“Psyche – the human soul, mind or spirit.”

My best answers/intuition/instinct come from my gut. Some define this as the sixth or psychic sense. Of course the controllers would keep da slaves living within the physical realm, because after the five senses, (some say there are twenty plus senses) we humans would be a mighty powerful force and ultimately independent, not needing the hand that feeds and leads astray. Can’t have a serf uprising now, can we… Heh.

I wrote this poem for my first online forum, “Knights of Creation” in 1999.

Reading of “Creation’s Knights,” I muse a joyful thought:
They seed a world where all converse, respectful and sincere,
with words that play and guide in love, while easing hurt and fear.
Hopeful now my heart does sing, … when comes a doubting voice.

Don’t care too much or wish to love, as therein lies regret.
What difference in this suffering world, makes all your idle chat?
You try so hard to learn and grow, yet never win the bet,
your body dies, your works they fade, so why the useless fret?

A moment stunned, I sadly see, this dark intruder’s work,
with quiet mind and still of heart, I seek what trap it lays,
to feed upon my happiness, its parasitic ways.

I then in silent presence watch, to make awareness know,
just how we gave this virus sway, to hook unguarded mind,
then shield and sword of spirit flash, to banish it below.

Darkened mood of evil spell, now withers in the light,
that starts to shine and radiate, from every thing in sight,
unfolding here a mystery, to guide a training Knight.

Perspective shifts unknown domains, so all is inside out,
to look upon the world anew, it takes an altered view,
that sees all objects permanent, reverse and melt away.

As matter plays invisible, so spirit physics builds,
of psyche once ephemeral, angelic being’s forms,
to manifest before my eyes, each value and ideal.

I see and touch the shapes of joy, perceive the weight of will,
which soul and karma concretize, to teach of good and ill.

A moment shared of loving care, here lives outside of time,
no circumstance can take from me, relationship divine,
a moment’s gift is infinite, where limits can’t confine.

From this I know what value holds, achievement’s golden seed,
if deeds in time’s illusion trade, my sacred love for greed,
of things the culture says will last, those monuments of need,
when I can own the good itself, that never fades or leaves.

If I’m more real than one once caught, in waking dreams so dire,
what “difference makes” this heart to heart, on cybernetic wire,
is birthing honored friendships that, can free these captured souls,
to fly through gates of heaven’s fold, with wisdom’s keys we hold.

Create brave Knights undaunted by, the masks of cultured fear,
Edenic worlds where lake and tree, are grown of purest mind,
and creatures feel and know their Self, in love with all its parts,
whose consciousness can recognize, the Ones who smile behind,
all beings and experience, horrific and sublime.

I am amazed that I recognize anything outside of my self. I may need to start capitalizing any reference to me, though, as it’s a contradiction in terms not to do so, and I am careful about self-contradictory terms. I AM THE CREATOR, after all. And there is a problem in Paradise called: “I/thou.” It’s a self-contradictory term that has attached itself to me enough to get my attention. When I recognize a “thou,” it segregates me from me, and I am heading only into
self-integration, not separation. Thus, I recognize all things as being just me and parts of me.

I am commissioning a host of Teachers to represent my thinking (via my pretty much total agreement with the writings. Jon Rappaport seems to have not the power to utter anything that I am not in perfect agreement with.) But then, I don’t know of anything that I don’t absorb and play around with. But I like absorbing Rappaport. My present judgment is that if anything states that it is not me, or of me (the writer hereof), then said “thing” will simply dissipate into vapors upon my command. And if I don’t command it, it will occur anyway, as I AM THE INFALLIBLE ARTIST, and all my creation does as I dictate, either instantly or across time. Either way is same to me. I would actually like to be the God of something other than me, though, but how to do it? God has made a rock so big that He can’t lift it. While, at the same time, God can lift it. Play with that one a little bit.

In the near future, I plan to integrate everything that comes close enough to me to detect in some manner. I do remind myself that segregation can be Hell right at this time, though, and I don’t plan on taking myself through any Hell, but am only observer of things clinging to me, and any particle that believes it is not of me, that is, segregated from me somehow, I judge whether is worthy of existence in my painting, in which I employ all media in one way or other. I employ even the things I don’t employ. I play with these concepts and consume them. In integrating ALL, everything gets used/employed and becomes ALL IN ALL. What would dare attempt to stand outside the light of ALL IN ALL? Ha, ha, ha. I never have. That would be inflicting Hell on myself. Why would I want to stand outside the light of ALL IN ALL? Ha, ha, ha. Thus am I ALL IN ALL. I do ponder whether
just to just conclude, “Goodbye, Cruel World,” however, “as thou art not in ALL IN ALL.” And then I integrate some more.